The Smart People Who Don’t Read Him Are Very Smart People” – Badda bing….! ! !
Smart people……,
We applaud you……,
And praise you…..,
you know his own mother…..,
Wouldn’t buy his CDs….,
Listen to him sing…..,
Or read his writing…..,
His father told him…..,
To “Get A Real Job”……,
But he just kept writing…..,
And finally discovered…..,
He was going nowhere…..,
So he tried killing himself…..,
And totally failed……,
Al Qaeda wouldn’t accept him….,
So he studied for years
To become an illegal immigrant…..,
And now takes jobs…..,
That American citizens…..,
Don’t really want…..,
Has all the benefits he can get…..,
And doesn’t pay any income taxes…..! ! !
(What a lucky stupid bastard….! ! !)
poem by Trade Martin
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I Come Alive In Writing
I come alive in writing
Even if the writing means nothing to anyone else-
I come alive in writing
Even if I am totally deluding myself as to its value-
I come alive in writing
Even if at times while writing there is an underlying hopelessness and despair -
I come alive in writing
As if writing is what God has given me to do-
I come alive in writing
As if through it I can truly give to and help others-
I come alive in writing
As if life has meaning through it-
I come alive in writing
Even when I sense the writing is not good or great
As I would wish it to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Wish They'd Hurry Up and Come
When will they come
when will they turn up?
been sitting here for hours
it's so frustrating.
Sometimes they arrive
all at once, but times like now
they don't, it's so annoying.
Well if they don't come soon
that's it I'm not bothering anymore.
If I'd known it was going to be like this,
I wouldn't have started it all up again.
At last one has finally arrived,
now two, then three, then four,
wonders will never cease.
Finally I can get down to business
get it all down in writing.
Never thought that writing a novel
could be such hard work,
waiting for ideas and inspiration to come.
poem by Kevin Halls
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You Sing And I Write
you sing and i write
you sing louder
and i write some more
as i do not sleep
as early as you
want to
to sleep with you and keep you warm
and keep you happy
and so secure
and then you stop singing
as i still go on writing and writing and writing and writing still
without minding that you already stopped singing
and you wished
that this house burns itself
that i too burn myself with it
that i may finally become ash
that i finally be blown by air as nothing but dust
and then she may finally continue
her singing and even dancing
and learn to fiddle the strings her new violin
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I think finally good writing gets out there, and people like it, and bad writing doesn't. Well, no. Bad writing does get out there 'cause some people like it.
quote by Robert B. Parker
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Every unskilled illegal immigrant who enters the United States for work drives up healthcare costs for every American. And, every illegal immigrant we turn a blind eye toward weakens the rule of law our country is founded on.
quote by Elton Gallegly
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The income tax is a twentieth-century socialist experiment that has failed. Before the income tax was imposed on us just 80 years ago, government had no claim to our income. Only sales, excise, and tariff taxes were allowed.
quote by Alan Keyes
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I tease Jami [ Reprise ]
IMAGINE!
This morning,
My girl broke up with me
Because I teased Jami,
She said I'm crazy,
Stupid, and mentally sick
To tease Jami
While she's with me,
Now she's leaving me.
Is this funny?
But its hurting.
She wouldn't even listen.
And now I'm lonely,
Who will comfort me?
Jami doesn't want me,
She doesn't even trust me.
They all think I'm crazy.
And now I'm rhyming
Out on nothing,
Isn't this stupid?
Who will help me beg Becky,
She's as lovely as Naomi.
Tell her to come back to Benjamin.
Jami is far away in America,
How I wished I was a Jamaican,
Maybe she would be my lover,
If I was a Raster,
But I am nothing.
Just a stupid baldy.
And they are all leaving me.
Good God, who wouldn't lose sanity?
O Jami, can't you trust Benjamin?
In your love he's sinking,
O I wish I was jamaican
They don't trust Nigerians
They think we are all fraudsters.
But not all lawyers are liars,
There are good people in Africa.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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I could, I think, quite easily have gone to Oxford. I got four good A levels, but my father's income was such that I wouldn't have got a grant, and he wouldn't let me go to university, and that was the end of it.
quote by Colin Baker
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A Daughter's Wish
I wish I had a mother,
That would love me the way she should.
I wish I had a mother,
To accept me for who I am.
I wish I had a mother,
Who wouldn’t belittle me the way she does.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would trust me some of the time.
I wish I had a mother,
That would listen to me when I’m in pain.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would trust me just abit.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would help me when I asked.
I wish I had a mother,
Who didn’t criticize me the way she does.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would understand the pain she’s caused
I wish I had a mother,
Who didn’t have to be right all the time.
I wish I had a mother,
Who would see the good that I’ve done.
I wish I had a mother,
Who wouldn’t make me beg for her love.
poem by A.M. Belsey
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Writing The Words
I’m writing this at your funeral.
As I watch all the people in tears.
I wish I could join them,
But I know I have to be strong.
I’m writing this on my hand,
No paper to get it down on.
I want to remember your funeral,
So I’m writing this to honour you.
I’m writing the thoughts that pop into my head,
Making sure they are only the best.
I have to remember,
Because I couldn’t live with myself if I ever forgot.
I’m writing this at your funeral,
As people dropp flowers onto your coffin.
I stand up to dropp my own,
Blue, unlike the others, because I know it’s your favourite.
I’m writing this through the ceremony,
Because if I listen to the words I’ll cry.
And I know I can’t, for you,
I have to keep it together.
I’m writing the words I want to say,
To make people remember how much love you gave.
Because I want them to know,
How much of it you gave to me.
So, I’m writing this at your funeral,
To stop myself from shedding a tear.
I’m writing this at your funeral,
So that I never ever forget you.
poem by Rachel Brewer
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We're going to look awfully stupid if we give income tax relief to people who do not pay income taxes.
quote by Joe Scarborough
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Wishing I'd Been Spartacus
Wouldn't it have been something
To have been a Gladiator in ancient Rome
Instead of being stuck in a call centre
Having to talk to irate people on the phone?
Wouldn't it have been really exciting
To have been a cowboy in the Wild West
Instead of working in an office
Advising people on how to invest?
Wouldn't it have been exhilarating
To have been a pirate on the seven seas
Instead of being employed in a shop
Stacking shelves with tins of soup and peas?
Wouldn't it have been truly dangerous
To have been a gangster like Al Capone
instead of having to cold call people
Asking them if they need a loan?
And wouldn't it have been totally awesome
To have been an Apache Red Indian
Instead of sitting here daydreaming thinking,
I wonder what it's like to be an Alien?
poem by Kevin Halls
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Losing Everything
All I need is you by my side,
Hugging is what I need,
A mother that cares,
Is what I miss.
I need you more than ever,
But, I will never get that.
You were taken for a reason,
Now I know what that reason was,
God needed more wonderful angels.
You were the best they could have ask for,
Everything thing and more.
You knew how to make people smile,
I know I got that from you.
Everything that I am is a part of you.
You know that is true.
You always said I was your twin.
Spreading all of that tough love around.
We were always the closest friend.
Even in the end.
Life goes on,
Same with the pain.
You were everything,
No wonder I’m here questioning,
Why so soon?
I will never get the answer I’m looking for,
But, remembering I had a mother like you.
Makes me lucky to even get to know you.
I was a lucky girl.
One who will never be the same.
Changed in a blink of an eye.
All because I lost you.
But, I shouldn’t let it end there.
You will always live on,
Because without you,
I wouldn’t made it this far,
You told me to follow my dreams,
But, that became harder.
You had so much hope,
You knew I won’t give up.
You knew I love a challenge,
But, giving you up, was the biggest challenge.
I know if I can pass that, I can pass a lot of things.
If only I can believe in myself as much as you did.
You were always smart in so many ways.
Now I know where I got that from.
You were always the best role model to have.
I just wished it didn’t have to end so soon.
But, more time wouldn’t change a thing.
I would have still missed you the same.
I just wish for a good-bye.
I don’t know why,
I think it would have made a different.
To show I cared,
Now we just got to deal.
Copyright © 2008
11-04-08
poem by Mona Martinez
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If I really considered myself a writer, I wouldn't be writing screenplays. I'd be writing novels.
quote by Quentin Tarantino
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The income tax has made more liars out of the American people than golf has.
Will Rogers in Illiterate Digest ,1924 (Helping the Girls with their Income Taxes)
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The writing is on the wall
Now the writing is on the wall
and with the umpteenth killing
a know leader is dead
and dishonoured in hatred
and now the king ask for tranquillity
as if “give me my machinegun
and a bullet for a Boer
and kill a farmer, kill a white”
has no consequence
and I wonder what he wants to do
with his machinegun
(and at the court
blacks cheer killers as heroes)
or is the plan
to kill us one by one quietly?
Or is he begging for a chance
to let the army loose
on white people?
Is he still too stupid
to read the writing
of another blood river
coming almost unstoppable?
poem by Gert Strydom
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Someone Like Me
if I were writing to someone like me
I wouldn't know where to begin
I wouldn't understand my silence
or why I can't let others in
giving support would seem alright
and even some humor as well
but if I answered with nothing
then, it would be hard to tell
hopefully I would not give up
yet, that would be asking a lot
for no one can keep trying to help
if emptiness is all I've got
poem by Patsy Jenkins
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Probably Wouldn't Be This Way
Got a date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says he's crazy
I'll have to wait and see
I finally moved to Jackson when the summer came
I won't have to pay that boy to rake my leaves
I'm probably going on and on
It seems I'm doing more of that these days
CHORUS 1:
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh You left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes it's like I'm losing touch
Sometimes I feel like I'm so lucky to have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
'Cause if I'd never seen your face
I probably wouldn't be this way
Mama says that I just shouldn't speak to you
Susan says that I should just move on
You oughta see the way these people look at me
When they see me 'round here talking to this stone
Everybody thinks I've lost my mind
But I just take it day by day
CHORUS 2:
I probably wouldn't be this way
I probably wouldn't hurt so bad
I never pictured every minute without you in it
Oh You left so fast
Sometimes I see you standing there
Sometimes I feel an angel's touch
Sometimes I feel like I'm so lucky to have had the chance to love this much
God gave me a moment's grace
'Cause if I'd never seen your face
I probably wouldn't be this way
Probably wouldn't be this way
Got A Date a week from Friday with a preacher's son
Everybody says I'm crazy
I'll have to wait and see
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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I think I have the right to know what Steve Forbes paid in taxes - I don't think there should be a law. I think there should be a presumption. I wouldn't vote for a guy who wouldn't reveal what he paid in taxes. That kind of thing.
quote by Esther Dyson
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If Not For the Dark
If not for the dark
I wouldn’t be here
For not for the part
Of my heart you
Broke
I wouldn’t be able
To write
Like an angel
Master of my craft
Always improving
With out you
There’d be no dark
No art to hide there
No soul willing to find
It
No one to dispair
Without you mother
I would not be what I am
Who I was and what you
Claimed for me to be
If not for the dark
I wouldn’t be
A god given gift
If not for the dark,
I wouldn’t cry when it rained,
And I wouldn’t think of
That damned flood...
So many years ago,
If not for the dark...
I could not be vain,
I could not be at once
Maculine Eros
And Fememine Aphrodite
I could not see why
Pride will be my downfall
If not for the dark
I would be bitter to the world
Becuase of your rotting
Cervix I came forth
If not for the dark
poem by Alyce Crowley
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